The Halfway House Series centres around a house for trouble paranormals, who can't seem to control their powers enough to exist in the human world. They find themselves under the guidance of house mother Eloise Mayflower, and if they’re unable to pass the test set by the Paranormal Council before they turn eighteen, they will be either sent to the Island of Shadows or terminated on the spot.Will love override everything? Can a family be found without a blood connection? One thing I can promise as the author of the Halfway House Series is, that whether you're a witch who can't cast spells, a vampire who faints at the sight of blood, or an angel who got pushed from heaven—within the walls of the ‪#‎HWH‬, you will find acceptance, love, and also your true selves.

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A #Paranormal#Rom/Com series from Top 100 #international author, Dzintra Sullivan. If you like your rom com's to be enhances with fur, fangs and a heavy dose of sarcasm, then start this journey today.

And he’s every woman’s dirty fantasy in the state of California.., except one… Quinn Ashby.

Recent graduate of Penn and top of her class, Quinn is whip smart, ambitious and interning as the new marketing coordinator for the Bexley Bruisers American Hockey League team. The last thing she needs is to waste her time on guys…especially one as lethal to her focus as Cash Brooks.

But once the bad boy hockey star tempts her into his world, threatening her professional future, she’s forced to decide whether to let him into her heart…or to leave him behind forever.

Walking up the twisting staircase, we head into Coach Bartley’s home full of men accompanied by beautiful women drinking and talking over loud music. Theo’s hand finds the small of my back as he weaves us under the dim lighting through the foyer and into the kitchen.

“You look great tonight, Quinn.” His words are soft and warm as he brushes past me, leading the way. “That purple dress you have on really makes your eyes pop.”

“Thanks,” I reply.

I glance at my reflection in the floor to ceiling windows and admire my strappy nude heels and purple bustier dress. I love the way the padded bust and structured silhouette flatters my body in all the right places.

Theo turns around with a scowl on his face and stares Cash up and down. He holds out his hand and they embrace in a firm shake. “Great game tonight, Brooks. Can I get you something? Like a drink?”

“Soda water and lime,” Cash says, his finger creeping along the back of my thigh and up to the hem of my dress. “Would you like anything, Quinn?” The calm possession in his voice alarms the hell out of me. I can barely let out a breath, never mind speak with his hand cupped around my ass.

Theo nods. “Quinn, come with me to get the drinks?” But his tone is all off. It’s not really a question, it more like he’s insisting.

“No, she’ll stay here, with me.” Cash is insisting too.

“Quinn?” Theo repeats.

“I’m fine, Theo. I’ll wait here.”

Theo looks at me one last time, lets out a deep breath, and then heads over to the makeshift bar set up in the great room.

When he is out of sight, I whip around. “Are you crazy? This place is crawling with my colleagues.”

“You like it and you know it,” Cash says, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

I whack his hand away. “You’re unbelievable.”

A flicker of intensity flashes in his eyes, nostrils flaring. Moving closer, his scent—honey and cinnamon—washes over me. “Don’t pretend you didn’t feel something in that locker room, Mittens.”

“Yeah, I felt my dignity being ripped right out of me. And I don’t understand why you even care? I can already see that you’re onto the next,” I nod over at a group of girls staring us down from the corner.

“Would that bother you?” He glances at the blonde girl he bench-pressed earlier today. “If I fucked her tonight instead of you?”

We stand there, eyeing each other up as I try not to let my real feelings for this arrogant son-of-a–bitch seep in.

My chest twists tightly, painfully. “Alright, Brooks, I see what you’re trying to do here. But here’s the thing, I don’t give a shit what you do. Women throw themselves at you constantly and you gladly fuck them. Good for you. I bet you’ve already nailed a whole bunch since the locker room, so what’s another?”

He shakes his head and loosens his tie. “Nope. Not one.”

“Aw, how sweet. I must have made quite the impression”

Author Bio:

Amanda Cowen can be found eating cupcakes, singing off-key, or watching a good RomCom when she isn’t trapped on her computer writing stories and delighting her imagination. She has been writing since the ripe age of twelve about ponies and princesses in brightly colored duo-tangs with metallic pens. Thankfully, she now has a Mac with a keyboard where she can write about love, sex and relationships. She is an “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” fanatic, a hater of roller-coasters and a country music junkie. She lives in Thunder Bay, ON where the summers are short and the winters are long.

Her next Contemporary Romance/New Adult Fiction novel TAINTED (The Wyatt Series #1) will be available in Summer 2014.

Amanda would love to hear from her readers. Contact her via her website, www. amandacowen.com, become a fan on Facebook, follow her on Goodreads, or visit her blog.

A SAINT.A protector from evil. One who without fear will lead you safely through darkness. LOS SANTOS. Cold and ruthless. A CARTEL who cares only for revenge and glory. My name is Nina Cross, and I’m the Los Santos’s newest prey. Determined to prove my partners innocence and avenge his violent death, I stumbled naively into the spider’s web. Tangled with lies and hunted for truth I was shadowed with each step I took. That was until one man, relentless in his touch and his desire threatened to bring me to my knees in ways I both craved and feared.

Jair Ruiz. Powerful, brooding and confident and not at all who he seems. He has me in his sights and has every intention of toying with his newest target while fighting to keep us both alive.

When the FBI turns it back on you and Los Santos cartel have already dug your grave, who is there left to trust?Only one man. A saviour.But if I look my saint in the eye and all I see is the devil…do I run?

“I’m not entirely good. I’m not entirely bad. But I’m enough of a little of each to ruin you.”

"WOW what a drama filled, fast paced , action packed steamy hot read! This book is a big page turner." - The British Book Addict

"I Would Like to give this Book 5+ STARS for the Amazing Character execution and Brilliant Author Writing." - Amazon Customer

"Never Trust A Saint is by far the BEST book I have read this year!" - Amazon Customer

The Devil is like a shadow.

It follows.

It waits.

Gabriel Nicholas Santos. Born with a name belonging to saints, yet evil to the core. When he smiled, people would die. When he lost control, hell would open up its fiery gates. He was nothing more than a malevolent puppet to his elusive uncle.

Together they were LOS SANTOS cartel, rulers of South America’s most feared and powerful drug empire. The price on their heads was high. The price of becoming one of them? Even higher.

Both were my targets who knew the game well. While one kept me close, the other became a myth. But I would wait. I would watch. I would become just like them in order to finish them both.

But it was never going to be that easy. Not now. Not with… her.

Gabriel had his sights fixed on FBI Agent Nina Cross. Strong. Beautiful. And none-the-wiser of those who shadowed her every move. She held the answers he had killed so many for. She was the one thing stopping LOS SANTOS from taking full control.

And I had one job. To both save and destroy Nina Cross. But that was only the beginning.

Only when you cover your enemies with dirt are they truly gone.

“Dam babe another Dam good read. I love this.” - Amazon Customer

Lover of dark, fast-paced stories with a dash of romance, Melissa Jane’s books are a ruthless combination of dangerous cartel Kingpins and beautiful strong heroines. No one is safe within the pages she writes and the underdog is always favored to win… most times.

When not writing, Melissa loves relaxing with her family and a good glass of wine.

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I am a very free spirit with a gypsy soul. I am a true NYer, born & bred now transplanted in FL.. I'm rather eclectic, unique (referred to as weird, but that's ok, because mundane doesn't suit me, lol) and I always have & always will dance to the beat of my own drum. I'm an avid reader, Pinterest-a-holic & rather new blogger. My passions are animals, reading, singing & COFFEE!!! I've already decided I don't want to be an adult and have embraced my "inner child". I'm 50+ and Fabulous!!! If you'd like to know anything else just ask (not saying I'll tell ya, but doesn't hurt to try, LOL just kidding) Oh also have a Black Belt in Sarcasm.....